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But real talk – it ain’t all giggles. I got pissed hearin’ bout these gals gettin’ roughed up. Like, who does that? Jerks, that’s who. “Toni Erdmann” style, I’d slap a wig on and scare those punks off – “Who’s your daddy now, huh?” Surprised me how deep it gets, tho. Some of ‘em ain’t even bad folks – just stuck, ya know? Kinda like Ines in the movie, all stiff and lost, til her pops shakes her up.

Next, I decide to check out the local thrift shop on Kossuth Lajos utca. I’m digging through clothes, and I find this ridiculous jacket. It’s bright orange, like a traffic cone. I put it on, and I swear, I look like a walking safety hazard. I take a selfie, send it to my friends, and they’re dying laughing. “Dude, what are you wearing?”